Prologue

"The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome"

George R.R. Martin, a Clash of Kings

Long ago, there was a single race of humans, who achieved interstellar flight, leaving their ancient homeworld they traveled the stars and settle in many worlds, lush and thriving colonies were found, as new technology was reveal to them, powerful and unstoppable they continued their advance throughout the galaxy, unchallenged, but sometimes the enemy is not outside, but within and is always not seen until is too late.

Back home, in their planet of origin debates ensued splitting the populations and government in 2 factions who did stopped at nothing to voice their creeds, one faction voiced for the betterment of the species via genetics and to expand a person lifespan through cloning, while the other, most conservative side argued this was a vow for power and claimed that the purity of them as human beings will be lost over time, they vowed for a more conservative creed, saying the road to the perfection of human race could only be achieved by a disciplined, righteous and perseverant path.

Over time, both factions gained power among the government bodies and slowly, yet surely the government divided, in the streets both factions supporters caused chaos whenever they found each other, creating civil unrest, faction officials always blamed the other side, not interested in finding out what happened in the first place, thus allowing the mutual hatred to grow and expand even to the colonies, eventually the schism was so deep and wide that it all ended as it was expected…

War.

Hundreds of years have passed, and what was left of that civilization splitted in two, following each faction creed, the colonies, the homeworld everything was lost and billions died in the war, in the aftermath, both groups of survivors erased as much knowledge as they could of their common origins and feed the hatred towards the other faction, perpetuating the conflict, separating each other even further, in the end, each faction settled in a planet, founding two new colonies, Demacia and Noxus.

Noxus, loyal to the creeds of their origins began genetical experiments to make better versions of humanity, trying to increase every aspect of the human being, sometimes, the failures resulted in abominations, abominations normally cleaned right after, normally, not always. However, when they succeded in creating a strain of genetic that will give birth to a gifted child, such strain was stored away in what was be called "The Gutter" inside Noxus High Command, this secluded lab was the hub for creation of new Noxians and storage of successful strains, here as well is where, when a Noxian reaching old age or is near losing its utility to Noxus, will be given time to instruct his new self, a new clone. Said clone is then infused with the memories of the old Noxian and mades them his or her own, then the dying Noxian is killed and his or her body disposed of in any way that could serve his or her starnation, one last time…

On the other side of the galaxy, the opposite faction, the founders of Demacia strive everyday for self improvement through training, discipline and an almost ritualistic way of life, were failures are not tolerated and those who can't adapt or endure are cast away as "Not fitting", throw into the void of space to live as exiles, Demacia prides itself in a paragonian almost facist way of life, where you are your best or you are nothing, through this harsh yet effective discipline, Demacians has been able to succeed, standing toe to toe with their ancient rivals, Demacians are, in a phrase "the pinnacle of human achievement" or so they like to believe, their almost zealotry religious dogma is contained in their basic book "The Measured Tread" a book written in ancient times, ableit the author has been lost to the ages, it basically speaks of the creed they should follow, marking the values that makes a Demacian.

Ancient hatreds continue, and both planets seek each other for combat, skirmishes abound, but none has decided to engage in open war yet, but even here, in the most unlikely of places, there are thing that may not go as planned…